The Taste Of A Pizza

I walked alone
Into the Pizza Hut
Sitting beside a wall
Munching on the Pizzas
They were not Pizzas
Just a meal indeed

I walked with my friends
Approached the Hut
Around a table, we sat
One bite on Pizza, we loved it
They were more than a meal
Not just a Meal

I walked with you, only you
We were in the Hut
Face to face we talked
Just an aroma of A Pizza
My heart was satisfied
And the bite on it?
I could see your world
My future!

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